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A Good Wife. Chapter 2
Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: Ozel, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
After he had finished with his speech, like a teacher, he asked if we had any questions. Whether it was the mixture of nerves and jealousy or the fact that I was fighting off a hard on at the thought of them, I shrugged off his inquiry. So it started. He edged himself up in his seat and he said to me, "I will have that drink actually if that's okay? A glass of water?" I obliged but as I left the room I couldn't help feeling I shouldn't have. When I came back in with his water and my wife's vod and black, she was sitting between his legs on the sofa with her back against his chest. His hands were lightly caressing her bare shoulders and through her vest I could see that her nipples were already erect. He asked I put his drink down on the table but she asked for hers in hand, so once again, I obliged. She drank several large gulps before leaning over and placing her empty glass next to his. As she moved back to him he placed his arm around her midsection and his large hand came to rest on her thigh. She appeared to snuggle as she watched his giant fingers lightly circulate on her upper leg. His other hand still lightly caressed her arm but he had taken more of a grip of it and the back of his fingers grazed her boob as it moved. I took my seat opposite the sofa on our pufe. Not quite knowing the correct protocol, I nervously watched on, mute. Eventually his hand left her arm and came to rest upon her left breast. For some time he touched her like this, his fingers would roam ... to her other boob and circle her nipple teasingly through her vest, and his other hand gently edged its way deeper between her closed legs until she had little choice but to offer some slack. The atmosphere was tense. I felt an overwhelming need to break the ice with a needless observation but I bit my tongue and watched on in silence. She was getting more and more turned on, and so was I. For a brief moment his left hand disappeared behind her back as he appeared to reshuffle his tackle. Then it came back with added confidence as it slipped down her vest top and gained access to her bare boobs. He tweaked and rolled her nipples in his fingers and she reacted with deep, sexy breaths. His other hand had now forced its way upwards between her soft legs, and locked onto her crotch. Her legs closed around it tightly as if in denial but it was clear she wanted it there. Her head circled back to his touch, exposing her beautiful neck and he started kissing it gently. The longer it went on the more her movements became lustful until she was full on gyrating her hips, rubbing her lower back against his cock. She could obviously feel it because she appeared to be working it. I began to feel a bit like a spare part. He had taken her under his spell far more quickly and easily than I had envisaged and It was now as if I wasn't there. She leant her head around as he kissed her neck and for the first time on that night they kissed. It was like a spear through my heart, and pants. My wife ...